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Post by michaelsees on Jan 7, 2011 19:02:57 GMT -5
Once, on vacation in a strange city, I found Truth. Knowing I wouldn’t remember what it was for long, I shipped it to myself via UPS.
Of course, you know how this story ends, back home, on opining the box, I founded it empty.
I was deeply disappointed, what a dunce! I found Truth, and had no idea what it was.
But all is not lost. Now, every time a thought occurs to me, I know for sure, it is not Truth.
Funny that! We can forget, and still remember what we forgo is not.
Pete C
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